Mmf Erotica Novels & Stories

It has floor-to-ceiling shelves filled with books. I scoot closer, plucking one of the books from the shelves and scanning through it. Apparently, it’s an erotic book, given the naughty image of two ladies on their knees as they simultaneously blow a man’s cock, their hands bound tightly at their backs. It’s titled ‘A Dom’s Way Of Spitroasting The Subs.” I turn the pages, and each chapter is transcribed into x-rated images. My pussy quivers when I see the image of the two sluts turned upside down on an inversion table while the Dom treats them with his cock.

“Fuck me like a real man would. Slam that cock deep. I want to feel it in my womb.” Kate thrust aggressively, their soaked pussies slapping together. “Imagine Frank from next door. I bet he’s got a monster cock. I’ve seen the bulge in his sweatpants. He’d split us open. Breed both his little college sluts until we’re full and leaking.” The dirty fantasy pushed them over the edge again. They came together in a screaming, squirting mess, their bodies shaking, fluids everywhere, the sheets completely ruined. Afterward, they lay tangled and panting, bodies slick with sweat and girl-cum. Mira traced lazy circles on Kate’s thigh.

“All that fake mystic shit is over. You’re just my pretty little cumslut now.” Elara moaned brokenly in response, pushing back against me even as tears of overwhelming pleasure rolled down her face. Her body kept shaking, completely lost in the rough pleasure I was giving her. I smirked, slamming into her soaked, quivering pussy again and again. I started pounding Elara mercilessly, her pussy creaming all over my cock as she shook and sobbed through her orgasm. Her walls fluttered and squeezed me so tightly that it was driving me insane.

Her eyes welled as she stood on her toes with her beautiful and round ass perked up for daddy as he fucked her hard, slamming back and forth, hitting her sweetest spot. “You take my dick so well angel.” Mr Wolfe moaned as he kept fucking her. “You like it daddy? How my tight little pussy drips over your sweet correction tool?” She said with her eyes rolled to the back of her head. “Daddy loves it angel. Your soaked little cunt that belongs to daddy alone. Nobody else.” he moaned. Their moans and the sticky sounds from their sex organs echoed throughout the room. Her pussy clenched against his dick as her body spasmed. Mr Wolfe kept fucking her mercilessly, wrecking her till her hair turned d

Hi everyone 🥰🥰 Mha Nitta here, how's our weekend going? After the next two chapters I'll be releasing an erotica experience of a friend who is in a talking stage with me. He has a weird fetish for short black skirts 😂. I found it so hilarious though. Forget the fact that we're friends 😂😂 It's weird.

The skinny girls weren't prepared for this kind of conversation. Next to me, the woman who participated in my homemade and weird porn, still sucked Ramirez. The man was moaning now, and that was a cold water bath on my erection. I was a little disgusted, I can't lie. Every moan of the woman was muffled by the sound of suction and how wet things were. I kept staring at the ceiling of the bunk bed, looking for some crack or anything that would distract me from that situation. "What are your most particular perversions? " asked the woman.

He knew she wouldn’t be able to refuse him, not when she was leaking. It had been four months since Mara last had sex, four months of her husband leaving her to her device while he did whatever he wanted, without caring about his wife. Her lips parted, but nothing came out. The word ‘brother’ lodged in her throat, too heavy, too true to speak. They both knew they shouldn’t be doing this, but were too deep to stop. Matt smiled, dipping his head, knowing he had won the battle. He licked a broad, slow stripe from the underside of her breast up to the damp fabric of her bra, tasting the salt of her sweat, the sweet tang of milk that had seeped through.

Her pussy slides up and down my shaft smoothly, gripping me tightly each time she drops. I feel close again, my cock throbs inside Mia as she moves faster. She grinds her clit against me with every stroke. Her moans grow louder until her body suddenly shakes. She cums hard, her pussy pulsing around my cock in strong waves. Lana takes her place next, she turns around and rides me in reverse again, but this time she leans forward and rests her hands on my thighs. The new angle lets my cock hit deeper inside her. She moves fast and rough, chasing her own pleasure.

He felt exposed and so turned on he thought he might finish untouched. Damon pulled out suddenly, breathing hard, and stroked himself once, eyes locked on Kai's face. "Stand up. Bend over the desk." Kai's legs shook as he rose. He bent over the wood, hands flat on the surface. Damon stepped in behind him, pressing his body along Kai's back, one hand reaching around to palm him through his jeans. "So hard for your professor," Damon said against his ear. "Do you still want me to fuck you?" "Yes, sir. Please."

Her moans turned into short, broken whimpers now, “uh… uh… yes… like that…” He kept the pace brutal, the glass fogging from their heat. Her free hand braced against it, leaving wet prints. He finally pulled out, turned her, and bent her over the toilet tank. One hard shove and he was buried again, pounding her from behind while she gripped the edges. “Tell me what you are…” “Your overtime slut… your dirty little hole… use me…” He reached under, pinched her clit hard, and she broke. A loud, shaky “fuck...I’m cumming...” ripped out of her as her pussy clenched and fluttered around him, juices running down her thighs.